The way to the Northern Kingdom was not smooth. Dante kept directing them to change the routes. We seemed to be avoiding the forests and mountains, mainly taking the roads through the villages. I heard many soldiers grumbling that the prince was acting strange. In my eyes, Dante's whole existence was strange. He kept me close to him. I wasn't allowed to be out of his sight, going as far as making me eat in the carriage. And when we were alone in the carriage, he would either ignore me or give me one-word replies. If Dante's personality could be explained in accordance with the text messages, he would be the person who would either leave your messages at 'seen' or reply with only 'K'. I held my stomach tightly. There was a chamber pot in the carriage that we hadn't used. I was pretty shameless, but I couldn't even think of using it whether Dante was present or

I am least surprised to hear his proposal.  To be honest, he isn't a bad catch. He has his own business and he isn't bankrupt during this passive economical apocalypse either.  Raymond has blonde hair, but he has exotic caramel skin and amber eyes from his Asian descent. He has always been a workout freak. So, I know that there are abs beneath that black overcoat.  When it comes to looks, he falls a little short to Dante.  But Dante is a fictitious character. Using him as a manly beauty scale is not right. Let's call him ideal when it comes to looks. Most ideal things in the world are mythical.  And I am thirty-three years old.  My chances of getting pregnant get slimmer as I get closer to fourty. I won't find anyone -- who is around my age -- to marry. I will also hear crap from so

I don't understand what Harvey is trying to say. The urgency of his voice urges me to scream at my brother, "Don't open the door." But the door is already open. My brother's girlfriend smiles at him. He gives her a goofy grin, "Marie, you are here. I missed you." I guess I know why my brother gets thrown away by his women. His face looks like a dog who has seen his master. The shine in his eyes is akin to a little innocent child who is ready to do anything to please his best friend or get approved by his kindergarten's teachers. I feel so bad for him. [Listen, Savina. Don't give her permission to enter the house.] Harvey's voice is calm with a tensed undertone. Somehow, it makes me uneasy. What's the big deal? "Kyle." Marie cocks her head and gives him a sweet smile -- that sends a shiver down in my spine. I have never met her before, but I trust the vibes that I get from people.

She starts laughing loudly I have no idea why all villains start laughing like this. But I guess she isn’t dumb enough to tell me about her plans or reasons either. Let’s see! My ‘stalling her until my saviou

The living room was a mess.  “I am so not cleaning this up.” Kyle raises his hands. “We need to do something about the broken vase and the golf stick before Father comes back.”